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Galahad shudders, pulling his hand back against his chest. "That...seems to me to be an awful fate," he murmurs, considering. "Though, in all honesty, no more than is deserved." Still. She looked so very young.

Guessing his thoughts, Jackie said, "That's not her real body, it belonged to a little girl she possessed. But yeah... awful fate."

The frown deepened and Galahad shook his head. "Then it is a fate that is deserved." Though he bows his head for a moment in prayer for the possessed girl's soul, wherever it might be.

Jackie waits quietly and politely for him to finish his prayer, only speaking again when he feels that enough reverent time has passed.

"Come on then, Shakespeare's awaiting," he says in a respectful tone, not his usual jovial self.

Galahad crosses himself, then nods. "Aye," he agrees softly, stepping away from the mirror. There is nothing for him here, after all.

He shakes himself, giving Jackie a smile. "Shakespeare, then."

Jackie leads him back to the console room and starts flipping switches. "Any particular play you'd like to see?"

"I know very little of his work." Thinking back to what they just saw, however, Galahad notes, "Perhaps something that will make us laugh, though."

He thinks for a moment and then grins, "I know. Twelfth Night. It's a play about mistaken identities and twins and fun stuff like that." He grins at his physical double.

Galahad blinks, then smils at that. "I think I would like that." Because, yes, they were practically twins. Though it was doubtful anybody would confuse them for each other past the briefest of glances.

Jackie thought he would! He turns some more dials and then hovers his hand over a lever. "Hold on, sometimes it's a bit bumpy."

Yes, because while they look a like they are quite different.

Galahad nods, looking around for something to hold on to. He settled for holding on to the rails around the side, bracing himself for...well, he's not certain what.

The lever is yanked, the engines start up and the TARDIS feels like it's hit some nasty turbulence.

"We're traveling through the space time vortex now," Jackie says, holding onto the console. "For some reason, this TARDIS never makes it a smooth ride."

Once the TARDIS starts bouncing around, Galahad's eyes go wide. His hands tighten on the railing as he fights to keep his feet. "I have seen horses unbroken to the saddle that do not buck so greatly!"

"Like I said! Some thing's broken!" And then the TARDIS, as if to mock them, smooths out. Jackie gives it an annoyed whack.

"You should not hit it when it does what you wish it to do." Galahad does relax a little bit, though. His hands do not let go of their death grip on the railing, though.

The TARDIS jolts, as if agreeing with Galahad causing Jackie to glare at the both of them. "Damn thing has a mind of its own, it feels like."

Galahad rocks with the jolt, smiling a bit. "All the more reason to treat it as you would wish to be treated. One cannot expect a horse to carry them if it is mistreated."

"You know, I've never ridden a horse before." He grins. "But I get what you mean."

"You should. They are beautiful animals and very intelligent." His smile turns fond, eyes far away. "I miss my mount. I hope that he has been well taken care of."

"I've seen them, but never had the chance to ride them. They do look like lovely animals." He gets a wistful look on his face. "Hopefully he was, yeah. Why don't you get a new one?"

Galahad shook his head. "There is no place in the Nexus for me to keep one and it would not be fair to the horse." There was the Stables, though he didn't know about them.

"Oooh. That's a good point," Jackie says with a nod of agreement. Unfortunately he doesn't know about the Stables either, or he'd mention them. "I never had a pet..."

"I would not call a horse a pet, but I believe I take your meaning." Galahad smiles slightly. "I know that many lords raised hounds. Even the abbey had a few."

"I wanted a cat... but they didn't want one running around the TARDIS." He shrugs. "A hound would be nice."

Galahad nods. "Cats were not allowed on the grounds of the abbey. It was said that they might incite the sisters to witchcraft." Which is basically a long way around of saying that nobody let him have a cat, either.